Gol stared at William as he hid behind a tree a few paces from the house.
Why wasn’t he doing anything? The door was left wide open. They were lucky to find it open. He should be walking through the door and doing exactly what rogues do. But he was standing there sniffing the air as if he was out on holiday or something. He pulled on the link that connected him to William to remind him what he was there to do.
William growled clutching his head. He was fighting the spell it took him and the entire coven of witches days to cast on him. He was such a strong werewolf, but he succumbed in the end. But he wasn’t easy to control like the other rogues he created before. It was like he never turned rogue at all.
Shit…Gol exerted his hold on him. And commanded him to move. William stepped
